Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 20
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 34: New Map! The Underground Sewer and Slime!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 623: Old Friend From Younger Days
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
At dawn, the guests at the inn all rose and headed towards the nearby mountains. Just as the scruffy daoist had said, they had gathered in this remote and unnamed town for one purpose: to find the injured demon king who had fled into the woods. Therefore, no one intended to linger in the inn for long. South Mountain Maitreya walked out of his guest room and approached the counter. He looked at the nervous innkeeper, who had not slept all night, and asked, "Did that scruffy daoist not return last night?"
The innkeeper did not dare to show any slight. Everyone in the inn was easy to deal with except for this man who resembled the Maitreya Buddha. He killed someone as soon as he arrived last night. "That lord daoist left last night before his wine gourd was even full. Until now, there's been no sign of him."
South Mountain Maitreya furrowed his brow slightly. As a fellow wandering cultivator from the Yellow Dragon Prefecture, he had crossed paths with the scruffy daoist many times and knew his character well. He would not believe that the daoist had dared to venture alone into the mountains to find trouble with that injured demon king. The scruffy daoist preferred to fish in troubled waters and would not put in any effort if he did not have to. However, he also did not believe that the daoist had suddenly decided to leave on his own. So, for a moment, he felt puzzled.
But soon he returned to his senses, because that sword cultivator couple on the second floor had already left their room. South Mountain Maitreya looked at Xu Bai and chuckled, "I'm afraid it will be Fellow Daoist Xu who ultimately obtains the demon horn. After all, your sword technique truly ranks first in the Yellow Dragon Prefecture."
Xu Bai furrowed his brow slightly. He never had any favorable impression of South Mountain Maitreya, so he just said calmly, "After entering the mountain, it's every man for himself. Fellow Daoist South Mountain, saying so much won't be of help."
South Mountain Maitreya nodded. "That's true. But if there are any une
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